I have been participating in the Poetry Battle Friday over on Twitter sponsored by JD Greyson (@JDGreysonwrites). I’ll admit, I always say I’m not a poet at heart, but I’m really enjoying this weekly exercise. I’m going to pass along some of the results from my foraging.
A quick word on haiku – it is originally a Japanese poetic form composed of seventeen syllables. Usually the topic is related to nature. You’ll notice that around here the topic has no boundaries.
Haiku: The lady’s portrait, Still hangs before the mirror, which reflects nothing.
Haiku: Family shadows kept through the generations, cast long shadows
Remember kid:
Haiku has five beats
In the first line and sweven, in the second line.
Haiku: No mask protects me, I shed them all long ago, for myself to find.
Haiku: The mad keep secrets. We hide our faces for shame. We fight in silence.
Haiku: Down, down the black hole, I fall curled about myself, to the dark, the deep.
Haiku: I define myself. I am a constellation of recovered parts.
Haiku: When you reject me, what do I learn of loving, But to scorn myself?
Haiku: If I change my stripes, to make you content with me, I then lose myself.
Haiku: Caught within a dream, a visionary thread folds, in upon itself.
Haiku: The heart protected from the touch of misery also feels no joy.
Haiku: The candle beckons, promising my safe return, from the farthest shores.
Haiku: A crystalline point, becomes the summer raindrop, as it falls through clouds
Haiku: Dark Winter’s cold grasp, is transformed into
dewdrops, on Zephyr’s soft wings.
Haiku: I hesitated, at the very edge of life, my fear held me back.